She would be slipping my foreskin back and forth over my swollen cockhead, bringing me closer to orgasm, whilst riding on my fingers.And then she woul... stop … get up, and walk to the door and say “You’d better save some for this afternoon”There were times when I was so horny, that I just finished the job, and shot my spunk all over my chest and stomach, before getting up, but on other occasions, I would save my load for our after school sessions, knowing that it was so much more erotic to share. One day I went to home to pick up some item to the shop.While passing I saw my mother washing the dress. I can see her boobs. That day my desire became unbearable. That day night when my father was out. I called my mother. She came from the kitchen. I made her sit and talked her about my sex problems.Mother said please wait son you will get a girl. I asked her what if I don’t ?She became silent. Then I presented my real problem.Mother only you can help me now. Please help me.Mother : how can I. They were perfect tits and were highlighted by large, gorgeous aureolas that sat high on her breasts and pointed slightly upward and outward. The nipples were erect and begged to be sucked. She pulled slightly on her nipples, pulling her breasts up slightly, then letting them go. They dropped and bounced against her rib cage. She shimmied her body and her tits went back and forth, bouncing this way and that way. They were perfection and they were begging to be sucked.Her smooth brown skin was. As soon as he smelt the contents of the toilet pan the boys knew that they were in serious trouble. ‘I’ll see all of you in my study in the morning before chapel. It was a sad and sorry group that stood before the House Master the next day. ‘What do you boys have to say for yourselves?’ ‘What do you mean Sir?’ Thompson had been elected the group spokesman. ‘What I mean is that you boys have been drinking. Where did you get the alcohol?’ ‘What alcohol?’ ‘The alcohol that you were drinking last.